Представляем точный текст композиции "Seinfeld" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Jeru The Damaja . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Seinfeld» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Jeru The Damaja передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Jeru The Damaja - "Seinfeld"
Lyrics to Seinfeld : Ham hops, crack rocks, ooo-wops, cell blocks Biscuits, gravy, smothered pork chops Big diamond bracelets, mad lootin drug spots High speed chases, robbiries, crooked cops Guess whos pregnant, so and so got shot Bitches with fat asses, no brain and drop top Benzes, blue and green contact lenses Ya money, ya car and how live you and your mens is Knowin who your friends is, millionaire dollar shoppin benjeses Ya money how much them timbs is In my roll, fuckin shit raw, gettin driz-niz Me and ya dip, in the cut, blazin a bliz, she suckin my diz-nick Cope plos and heron bricks So many girls in this world, which one should I pick' Shit is gettin thick, you better move quick Rappers is mad gangsters, applying pressure like the heimlich Dime chicks, that I love to stick lick Murderers, thieves, hustlers, pimps and tricks [Chorus x6] Lalalalalalalalalalala Rolex, fat checks, while sex in tecks Bad hos, corresing my chest, sippin the Becks Burning ls in your projects, whats next Its the first of the month, go get those welfare checks Crazy connects, pushing a Lex, suckin on breasts Sleep all day, all night, fuck and duck the tech Dibs, the ones that quickest to draws, the one that lives My niggas in the ghetto, know what time it is Makin moves like a chess wiz, gotta feed my eight kids I need deep and pussy pampers, cribs and bibs Day to day, is how a nigga lives Nothings what a nigga is So he ends up in pri- Zon, I think ya pussy so go get ya son Tough ass rappers, crazy talk no action Got freaky stunts, bring some Makin all Queens in my kingdom Eighty niggas cant get a crumb Dizzy broads with dope bodies, a dime a dozen Bottom line the pussy bangin, itll make me cum [Chorus x6] Jagaurs, strip bars, ghetto supastar Me and ya pussy out on the road, whippin ya car Im takin off her bra, she gettin bucked baby pa Look new, but true, fuck like a pro likes action No camera, co reck it and leave a scar Niggas is fake and rough, but sleep like spar To cuss, bust, dutch us and bringin the ruckus Money makin brothers wanna fight and fuss Cruisin out my flesh light, plus make playas look ridiculous Trying hard, but cant stop the bumrush Sun trust, all the temples I crush, ya must back up Spontaneous combustion Forty five freaks inside my dungeon When I get paid I want it in alumson Lick a shot and cause pandemonium Crazy niggas in jail or the insane asylum Brooklyn Brooklyn is where Im from Three minutes and some change and I still aint say none [Chorus x6] [ Seinfeld Lyrics ]
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